Robert Frost

(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963 / San Francisco)

Immigrants - Poem by Robert Frost

No ship of all that under sail or steam
Have gathered people to us more and more
But Pilgrim-manned the Mayflower in a dream
Has been her anxious convoy in to shore.


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  • (2/9/2016 3:35:00 AM)


    This disgrace of unlucky emigrants being pushed to exile and death will go on and on for a long time to come. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 8, 2015



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